Notes from Bali, the 22'th of August. My skin head look, with shaggy clothes and a slim limp, marked on my left leg - House stile, apparently getting all the attention, from the drug dealers and prostitutes. I guess, this is a wild wild guess, It can't be possible, to get so much offers in distance of a 100 yards, Viagra, Ephedrine(perfect if you wanna make amphetamine, if you know your organic chemistry) Cocaine - true story, and sex. Of course it's Bali and Kuta area, but anyway. I haven't had take a proper look in the mirror, for a long, long time. And my other clothes are at the laundry service. Maybe I stand out among other lose men - not a good sign at all, trust me. Regarding my limp, it's because my thongs I guess (flip flop). They are useless for distance over 10 feet on sandy beaches. They are now history, my old old Nike's (Triax) are back on my feet, where they belong. My foot must be better, I miss the late night running, at the beach. But I'm waiting for the moon, to shadow me on the cardiovascular.
On Sunday the 28'th there is a new moon, according to the tide chart - I'm waiting......
On Sunday the 28'th there is a new moon, according to the tide chart - I'm waiting......
